Tang Yuan was very scared. His grandfather walked back to the door and went back. He was left to face the Supreme Emperor who was meeting him for the first time, feeling really uneasy in his heart.
"Stand up, someone, please give me a seat." Seeing his embarrassed look, His Majesty the Emperor couldn't help but laugh twice and waved his hand amiably.
"Yes, thank you, Your Majesty." Tang Yuan stood up with his fat hands, wiped his sweat, and carefully tried to sit down.
But I don’t know whether it was intentional or something else, but the chair that the eunuch brought was an armchair, and it was not big in size. Of course, a person with a normal figure could definitely sit in it easily, and there would even be some discomfort.
The young man was very wealthy, but Fatty Tang found it difficult to sit in.
Fatty Tang kept his grandfather's teachings in mind: if you are offered a seat in front of His Majesty, you must not sit down in a grand manner. Just sit on half of your butt. You must remember it! But now, Fatty Tang really wants to sit on half of his butt.
The problem is that this armchair seems like it can't even sit on half of the buttocks. It's too small. No wonder others can only sit on half of the buttocks.
With a squeak, he finally stuffed half of his butt in. The armchair was suddenly full, with a ring of fat hanging around, but it overflowed.
"Haha..." The emperor finally couldn't hold it back and laughed to himself. Tang Yuan laughed dryly and felt sweat gradually seeping out from his head.
"Tang Yuan, I heard that you are the head shopkeeper of the Noble Hall?" The emperor stopped laughing and asked intentionally or unintentionally. Deep in his eyes, a faint cold light flashed silently.
"It's... Your Majesty, I'm a minister... a commoner... I'm... I..." Fatty Tang was sweating profusely and stammered and was speechless. He wanted to call himself 'a minister', but it was inappropriate to think about it.
, I have no official position; I want to call myself a 'common', but I am not; I want to call myself 'I', but this is a quack tone. If I call myself 'I', it is too disrespectful... I actually choked for a moment.
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"It's okay, you can do whatever you want." His Majesty the Emperor said gently: "Tang Yuan, can you tell me, whose idea was such a good idea for the last Noble Hall auction?"
"This... that... Your Majesty, hehe, that's what happened..." The fat man's mind suddenly changed. Damn, no wonder the boss told me so solemnly and repeatedly. It turned out that it was this boss who wanted to know that the boss is really tall...
"Actually, it was because I was, ahem, relatively young, ignorant and made some mistakes, so I was kicked out of the house by my grandfather. At that time... I was thinking that I must do something to make the old man happy.
Look, the decision to expel me from the house was wrong." Tang Yuan scratched his head in embarrassment: "But I don't know anything, I'm just interested in making money..."
"You mean...this idea was actually yours?" His Majesty the Emperor's face darkened, and a heavy pressure suddenly fell on Tang Yuan silently.
This is not the aura of a mysterious master, but the pure power of an emperor!
This thing can't be imitated even by Master Jun or the Eight Supreme Beings. "...Yes! Your Majesty... This is actually nothing, just a small business." Tang Yuan was sweating heavily in an instant.
I felt as hot as prickly heat all over my body, but I just put it down with red mouth and white teeth.
The emperor's eyes stared at him and he didn't say anything for a long time; his fingers tapped lightly on the dragon chair, making a crisp "dong dong" sound, which was extremely clear in the silent hall. Tang Yuan could only feel that every moment
Every time it hit his heart, his heart beat as violently as a drum. He felt like he was sweating all over his body and his body was weak. He had to hold on, he had to hold on... "It's nothing? It's just a small business? Tang Yuan,
Are you aware of your guilt?" His Majesty the Emperor narrowed his eyes slightly, leaving only a sharp gap, observing Fatty Tang's face.
"Little...little...little is guilty. I just don't know where I made a mistake...please, please enlighten me..." Tang Yuan became even more nervous and didn't know what to call himself. Suddenly he remembered his visit to the Journal Institute.
At that time, I remembered the name of the boy in the courtyard. After thinking about it, I felt that it was very appropriate to use it here, so I said it like this.
But in his panic, he only copied the original version, and even called out the uncle, and his tone was more learned. When the waiter in the courtyard talks to the guests, no matter whether it is his own fault or not, he will definitely rush to admit his mistake, whether it is right or wrong.
A really good attitude.
This is a good time, the fat man has become a big teapot and pimp, and His Majesty the Emperor has become a pimp in a daze... "What are you guilty of? This auction of yours has turned the entire capital into a mess and a mess!" His Majesty the Emperor
He snorted and continued to exert pressure. His Majesty the Emperor is a noble person, so he would know that he has somehow become, uh, uncle.
"Young one... I really didn't think much about it at the time. I just planned to make a living on my own. Ahem, I just planned to earn some money from the uncles. There was no such thing as that. The small one definitely didn't.
Forced buying and selling are absolutely voluntary between you and me..." Tang Yuan sweatdropped into a line.
Dear uncles... Well, as soon as these words came out, the emperor immediately became a member of the public, and among these spoon customers, there were also his own three sons... And the fat man was so confused that he naturally didn't know that he
The relationship between the four father and son has become one step closer, and the friendship of traveling together... "Let's not talk about anything else, just the word 'noble' you mentioned has already aroused the comparison between the wealthy families in the capital.
Heart disease has become increasingly serious, and prices in Kyoto have risen sharply in recent days; because you only give one invitation to each industry, but make it clear that only those who have been invited are nobles, which has greatly provoked fierce disputes within the industry, causing
Personal grievances; now the salt merchants, cloth merchants in Tianxiang City...all industries are fighting openly and secretly, and there have even been several bloody incidents! Thirdly, it has also stirred up political instability..." Regarding this last point, His Majesty the Emperor
Of course, I couldn't say it clearly, but just mentioning it like this scared Tang Yuan.
It turns out that the boss has such a great plan and back-up plan secretly! He is really an idol, I thought it was just for the money... I am so stupid, my level is not enough, otherwise I would show up and charge into the battle, boss
Sit firmly at the back, this is called real planning...what is in the middle, what is thousands of miles away.
Seeing the confusion on Tang Yuan's face, His Majesty the Emperor became even more certain that this matter was definitely not his idea, at least not his mastermind. He slowly stood up from the throne, took two slow steps, and stood beside Tang Yuan with his hands behind his back.
Three feet in front: "Tang Yuan, as the grandson of Zhongyong Hou, no matter how dandy you are, no matter how uneducated and unskilled you are, the glory and wealth in your future life will still be indispensable to you. Why bother to stand up for others?
Has anyone suffered? Ruined the bright future of yourself and your Tang family? Do you think it’s worth it?”
A plan to attack the heart! A naked plan to attack the heart!
No descendant of any family would be able to deal with such a threat calmly. His Majesty the Emperor was certain of this! So after he said these words, his eyes were fixed on Tang Yuan like nails.
face.
But what His Majesty the Emperor never expected was that Master Jun had rehearsed this rhetoric to Fatty Tang several times in advance after learning that the secret might be revealed. Although Master Jun did not have the so-called emperor's bastard spirit,
But the murderous aura is even better. A little bit of bastard aura can't do anything to Fatty.
In fact, if His Majesty the Emperor is just chatting away at home, with Fatty Tang's mentality and cultivation, how can he be an old fox? Sooner or later, some flaws will show up. By then, if the Fatty is prepared, he will not be able to resist it.
of.
But now there are nearly a thousand people waiting in Hanxiang Hall. In order to seek a decisive battle, His Majesty the Emperor suddenly turned to this aspect, but he just fell into the routine designed by Master Jun.
For Tang Yuan, this problem is like this: a high school student with the lowest academic performance and basically no knowledge was given a set of test papers on the eve of the college entrance examination and was forced to memorize them. Only on the day of the college entrance examination did he realize that this was
It's just the college entrance examination questions, and it's a complete set... The boss is really clever! Tang Yuan thought with admiration in his heart!
Take it!
"Your Majesty, you don't know something. I've told you everything. I was kicked out of the house by my ancestors that day. I think I deserved it. There's nothing to say. It's just that at that time, I was beaten up by my ancestors.
Fa Bo was covered with bruises and could not even move. He was even kicked out of the house without taking any money. At this time when there is no way to go to heaven and no way to go to earth, my good brother, the third young master of the Jun family,
Jun Moxie appeared, it was he who rescued me in danger, rescued me from difficulties, and did not shy away from it. He took me back to Jun's house and nursed me back to health. This is such a kindness..." The fat man's face was full of emotions.
moved.
"What do you mean, this idea actually came from the mistress of the Jun family?" His Majesty the Emperor was really a little angry. This fat man was talking nonsense, why is he so annoying!
"Your Majesty, you have misunderstood. Please listen to what I have to say. That day, I entered Jun's house and treated my good brother warmly. He gave me three meals a day, food, clothing, housing and transportation. It can be said that he took care of everything. Although Tang Yuan was just a playboy, he didn't have much merit.
, but I also know how to repay kindness, but now I am relying on others, how can I repay it? I think that I am only a little bit outstanding in business, and I have an idea, and I think of one big thing in common with brother Jun.
…”
What do you two have in common? Dandy? Prodigal? Unsatisfactory? What else?
"Your Majesty also knows that there are rumors in the market that Brother Jun and I are the playboys of Tianxiang No. 1 and No. 2. It is from this that I found a glimmer of inspiration. Looking back on the glorious past, I didn't know how valuable money was, so I squandered it wantonly.
Often they would bid randomly for worthless things and spend huge sums of money on them. Looking around the capital, there are quite a few disciples like me and the Third Young Master. If they were named after a playboy, it would be appropriate to call them 'nobles'.
If you are not a noble, how can you be a dandy? This is a way to make money. Anyway, these people don’t take the money seriously..."
"It's a coincidence. Not long ago, by chance, I met Senior Song Shang, the world's best wine master. With his consent, the Noble Hall obtained the peerless wine secretly brewed by Senior. Through various coincidences, it happened that today's event happened
In this situation, if Your Majesty still has questions, Tang Yuan is willing to answer them one by one!" The fat man said angrily. He didn't know if it was because he said it right, or because His Majesty the Emperor's attitude in front of him had long been underestimated by the Supreme Master Jun.
No more panic than before!
Now that we have asked this question, how can His Majesty the Emperor be willing to let go so easily? Let us ask you one by one in detail, no matter how big or small.
The fat man who had already been accused of the crime did not panic at all, and answered fluently. Every reason was reasonable and impeccable. When it came to the sadness of being expelled from the family, the fat man followed the wonderful script designed by director Jun Da, performed it passionately, and burst into tears.
, wailing loudly.
A piece of meat is crying in front of you with sweat and tears... What does this feel like?